BRYAN GAIL

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"Help! Help!"

I managed to say to no one while gasping for breath whilst carrying the almost limp body of Bryan Gail. The rate at which he breathe was dwindling alarmingly and my cold, sweaty hands told that I was afraid.
I had carried him straight out of the arena and was heading towards the school's nurse when Chanita teleported to my side and told me to hand him over to her so that she could get him there faster.

"Don't! They will kill him"
The voice in my head told me.

I tried shaking the thought off my head but the voice in my head persisted.

I handed Bryan over to Chanita carefully and told her to hurry, seconds before she teleported I saw her eyeballs go completely dark, I was shocked and my reflex action whose purpose was to protect Bryan made me stretch out my hand to touch her when we all teleported.

I turned round to look at where I was and I realized that I was in a very dense forest with thick trees and shrubs.
I turned round only to be hit hard by a kick on my nostrils that began to bleed instantly.

I fell to the ground really hard and was fading

"Take the boy to the camp! NOW!!!" A shrill voice said loudly.

I had to save myself and Bryan but I... Was... Fading then an insect crawled over my arm and straight into my armpit. The out-of-this-world feeling jolted me straight into life and I couldn't have welcomed the voice in my head this time more than ever

"This... Is... War" The voice said with unhidden anger.
Chanita stood there and so did one other horrifying creature. I heard quick footsteps of the person that most likely had Bryan.

The creature launched towards me and with immense anger I caught it in a bright blue neon and with all my might I hit it against a tree that immediately snapped and fell to the ground heavily raising dust in the process.

I went up into the air and went over to the creature, I created an humongous ball of electricity in all fury and sent it straight down into its throat. It growled loudly and fell to the ground. The body turned bright red and soon burst out. Few seconds later the body began to melt into a gooey, smelly substance.

I went a few metres into the air and saw Chanita, she stood tall and brave and I saluted her in my mind cause she knew she will be dead in no time. I was launching towards her with full force when I began fighting the voice that had taken control of me and had become nothing more than a murderer.

The voice in me was stronger than I was and I soon held Chanita by her neck in my hand up in the air and she was gradually dying. I took control of my body at last then I and Chanita came crashing down on land.

I ran over to her side to demand an explanation then something that shook me to my marrow happened, Chanita's bruises on her forehead were miraculously gone, unless...

I felt a sharp feeling of pain on my left arm where I had been stabbed with a knife by Chanita.
The voice once again took control and my right arm was about making an electric ball when I once again fought it, it landed as a rather huge punch on Chanita.

I stood over her, gasping when I suddenly began to see her dematerialize and become a young boy with scales and a brown hair

"I was forced to join them... They would have killed me" he said gasping.

"Take me with you, I'm ready to help you" he added.

"Where did they take Bryan to?" I asked like I was in control and I understood the sudden turn of events

"To the camp, you must get him or else he will die"

With not even an extra word exchanged, I launched high into the air so that I could have a better view before I flew at a break neck speed in the direction where the boy had pointed.

I soon saw a dark boy, running with Bryan's body in his arm and as I flew towards them, I created a long rope of electricity. When I was metres from him and he knew I had caught up with him, he turned round but was soon still, unmoving and dead from the electric rope that had gone round his neck.

I picked Bryan up from the ground, his face was dark with dirt and he bled a little from not being handled gently.

"Quick! Let's go"
The brown haired boy with scales said, he touched my arm and we were soon in Huntshire Academy.

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